Chapter 675: Cruel White-Knuckle Battle (2)
When the enemy and us were fighting together, the little devil who had been hiding in the No. 1 trench came up and rushed forward.
He still supervised the battle in the rear, and did not rush to the front of the line to fight with the officers and men of the 304th Regiment.
It's not that he's afraid of death, it's that he feels that he doesn't need to do anything at all, and that just those imperial warriors under his command are enough to wipe out these hateful officers and soldiers.
However, imagination is beautiful, but at first it is cruel.
When the battle was first triggered, they were at a disadvantage on the side of the Great Japanese Empire.
However, because of the continuous flow of reinforcements to join the battle, their Great Japanese Empire slowly changed from a disadvantage to an advantage.
But it's just an advantage, not a disadvantage.
Seeing this, the little devil Dazuo's brows couldn't help frowning together.
It's not a way to go on like this.
Not to mention that the combat effectiveness of the enemy army in front of him was beyond his imagination, just to say that this is the enemy's position and the enemy's home field.
Since they are all coming in a steady stream of reinforcements behind them, will the enemy army have no reinforcements?
If enemy reinforcements arrive, it's really hard to say who will win and who will lose at that time.
As soon as he thought of this, the little devil Dazuo suddenly made a decision in his heart.
He knew that this was not the way to go, and that he had to destroy this group of enemy troops as quickly as possible before the enemy reinforcements arrived.
"Everyone's! Give me all my strength to destroy this group of enemies in the shortest possible time! ”
The little devil Dazuo is a resolute person, and when such a tactic is determined, he does not hesitate to give the order for a general attack.
And at this moment, he himself once again pulled out the adjutant knife hanging from his waist, put it in his hand, and roared forward to kill.
On his side, several little devil guards were also guarding his side, and they all swung their knives forward to kill.
In fact, without his orders, all the little devils almost used their best at this moment.
Due to the continuous reinforcements behind the little devil, the numerical advantage at this moment was fully displayed.
The little devil is becoming more and more brave the more he fights, but the 304th Regiment is getting more and more at a disadvantage the more he fights.
In less than ten minutes, the number of brothers who died tragically at the hands of the little devil has exceeded five hundred.
And the brothers who did not sacrifice were basically injured.
Some of the brothers, even one of their arms were chopped off by the little devil, and blood kept pouring out of his broken arm.
But even so, these brothers are still fighting stubbornly with the little devils.
An officer and soldier of the 304th Regiment stabbed a little devil in the lower abdomen, and at this moment, a little devil suddenly appeared on his left side and stabbed him in the soft underbelly of the waist.
The incident happened suddenly, and it was too late for the officer and soldier to dodge.
In desperation, he could only choose to draw his knife to block.
But in the end, he was still a step too slow, and his bayonet had just been drawn from the little devil's lower abdomen, and the bayonet in the little devil's hand had already pierced into the soft underbelly of his waist.
"Oh!"
Suddenly, a sharp pain spread from the soft underbelly of his waist along the pain nerve throughout his body, making him can't help but let out a muffled snort.
On his forehead, beads of sweat the size of beans suddenly welled up on his face.
Some of them are tired from the war, and some of them are painful at the moment.
But that's it, he just let out a low muffled grunt, and then gritted his teeth and listened.
Even though the corners of his mouth had bitten out the slightest red blood stain, he didn't scream again.
"Eight Ga Ya Road!"
The performance of this officer and soldier seemed to be somewhat beyond the expectations of this little devil, because in his opinion, even if the officer and soldier of the 304th Regiment did not open his mouth to beg for mercy, he would definitely cry his father and mother in pain.
Even warriors as powerful as their Great Japanese Empire would definitely scream in pain when they encountered such pain.
The little devil was completely enraged, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little more hideous.
With the force of his hand, he stirred the bayonet that had pierced the soft underbelly of the officer's waist several more times.
All of a sudden, more blood flowed from the wound on the officer's waist, and in an instant half of his body was stained red.
"Nani?"
The expression on the little devil's face became more and more hideous, but at this moment, the expression on his face froze, because he expected that the painful expression on the face of this officer and soldier did not appear, but showed a hideous smile that was even more eerie than his face.
The little devil seemed to think of something, and he subconsciously let go of his hands holding the Type 38 rifle, and then quickly moved his feet back.
However, he reacted too late, and by the time he stirred the bayonet that had stabbed him in the waist, the officer had already removed the bayonet that had been placed on the head of the Mauser 98k.
Then he threw himself directly towards the little devil with a fierce face, he knew that he was going to die today, but he was going to kill the little devil before he died.
It's not to avenge yourself, but to relieve the pressure on your brothers on the battlefield and make a little contribution to the victory of the battle.
He succeeded, his left hand hugged the little devil's waist, and when the little devil wanted to break free, the bayonet in his right hand stabbed directly into the little devil's lower abdomen.
"Puff puff!"
In an instant, he stabbed four or five times in a row.
"Ahh
Finally, the officers and soldiers of the 304th Regiment burned the last vitality in their bodies, and they were no longer powerless to entangle this little devil, and the left hand holding his back slowly released, and the right hand was also released directly after the last stab.
In the end, he finally lost his strength and fell to the ground with a heavy body.
But before he died, he had a faint smile on his face because he had fulfilled his mission.
And this little devil staggered backwards because he broke free from the entanglement of this officer and soldier, screaming miserably.
Horror and disbelief were written all over his face......
The 304th Regiment was so tragic that the casualties of its little devils were not light.
Not to mention that countless officers and soldiers had died in the previous charge, but in this stabbing alone, their casualties were no lighter than those of the 304th Regiment.
It can be said that as the battle continues, these little devils who are still fighting on the battlefield are more and more frightened, especially those who arrived on the battlefield first and have already been injured.
After this battle, they will never and will never dare to underestimate the Chinese soldiers.
The only thing to be thankful for these little devils is that they have gradually gained the upper hand as their steady stream of reinforcements arrive.
And this nightmare of theirs seems to be coming to an end.
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(End of chapter)